Author's Note: Since all of my fanfictions (before today, 9/25/13) were written a couple years ago, my writing style has improved somewhat. I have chosen to re-write all of the fanfictions while still keeping the same plot. The wording will be slightly different and hopefully better. Please enjoy the re-written version of these fanfictions, as well as the originals as I will be leaving them up.
+These re-written versions will be updated as often as possible. I'm hoping to be able to upload a new chapter at least every month until the fiction has ended.
My name is Miharu Sena Kanaka, and I a shy, anti-social fourteen year old. Like most anti-social teenagers I prefer to stay home and stray away from the opposite gender. Of course females also get the same treatment, like I said, "anti-social".
The only people I really talk to are my sister, Maharu, and that's often without will, and the few friends that I do have, Kirie and Lisa (she's a little cu-coo in the brain). Every once in a while guys will come up to me and try starting up a conversation, but usually I just stand there blushing with my head down and school books shoved against my chest. Depending on the situation, I either slow down or speed up; although neither adjustment to my transport from class to class seems to do anything about the guy standing next me, talking me up all the way to my next class.
Typically that guy is Kazuharu. He's Lisa's brother and is also a little… out there. Most of his time and money is spent trying to impress girls like me. You can expect to see Kazuharu standing next to, behind (typically behind) or over a girls shoulder. Apparently his Wednesday transports are reserved for me. It's hard to believe that Lisa and Kazuharu are even related until Lisa has her eye on someone.
Anyway, like I said, I'm fourteen and anti-social. Nothing too special about me in my eyes, but my sister always goes on about how lucky we are because of our figures. Honestly, I couldn't care less about my "figure", but Maharu focuses on it all the time. She dresses in the most provocative ways and always seems to be throwing herself at guys.
For example: She looked up gyms with statistically more guys, and even left a gym because it there were only two of them despite the two-hundred dollars she had to cough up for ending the membership contract only days after signing it. In her entire life I believe she's on boyfriend #554 or maybe it's #555. Either way she's dated hundreds of guys and I think we might have to move since there are only so many people in Japan that are actually "her type" (basically anything above 18, under 50 and male). I don't know what I'm going to with her when she's 50 years old and still on the hunt for the "perfect guy".
I'm telling you, she makes a complete and utter fool of herself. It's almost worth watching until you've seen the same show one-hundred times.
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